Miscellaneous:

[Eric]

The house
lies
abandoned

Boards over
the windows
the yard choked with weeds

But it is
far
from empty

For inside it
lives
a presence

Felt by all
who
pass near

A voice
calls

Beckons

Wails
desperate
to be heard

A spirit
smashes spectral fists
against boarded windows

My love my love
a whisper moving through the stagnant air

Where is my love.

[PaintedDiary]

Dear Eric,

Now you are in my territory ! First I love the title, then the eerie build up, which gives the audience images so crisp and an ending that mixes the macabre with tenderness. I want this and please dedicate it to me....lol LOVE this Eric. Excellent rating and going into my favorites!

Dr. Rob